The Broken Shore death scene in which everything is the same except My Heart Will Go On plays in the background.


All jokes aside though the music is disturbingly well-timed.

What kind of sleepers are they

For @horzkasvk. This list was especially a chore to write, because my L-key on keyboard decided to take a week off, so most of the leaders were originally “seeping” and since it is a legal word, autocorrect didn’t note me on it.

Anduin: One day he will understand healthy sleeping schedule but today is not that day.

Ghost Varian: The cinnamon blanket roll. Just as pure as cinnamon roll, but somehow he wraps himself in blanket he can’t move in the morning.

The Council of Three Hammers:

Muradin: There are people who read a chapter of a book before they go to sleep. There are people who read a whole fanfic or book before they go to sleep. And then there is Muradin who has a camp in the library.
The drunk sleeper. She is usually find under the table with a tankard in each hand.
You know how your dog does his best to sleep with you in your bed? Falstad does his best to sleep in his gryphon’s nest.

Tyrande: On her back, snoring like a motherfucker. Malfurion insists on separate bedrooms bud so far no luck.

Mekkatorque: His hyperactive brain causes him a terrible insomnia, random waking in the middle of night, and the need to keep a notebook and a pen in his pyjamas.

Velen: Advanced Argusan/Draenei technology allows him to sleep with music in his earbuds, which is exactly what he does.

Genn: Afraid to sleep, because he sleepwalks and can find himself at strange places in the morning. Once he woke up on a completely different continent.

Aysa: Doesn’t really sleep. But she mistakes meditating and naps, and since she meditates several times a day…

Thrall: Coffee is a sleep drug, right? Right?

Spirit of Vol'jin: The ultimate big spoon. No seriously, needs to hug something when he’s sleeping. A pillow, a log, a hedgehog, two nice ladies, Thrall… whatever can be hugged.

Ghost Garrosh: Tight curled ball wrapped in a blanket, can’t fall asleep if there isn’t at least one light on.

Baine: He can fall asleep anywhere at any time. Hanging in a gigantic spider’s web and rescue is two hours away? He can get a nap.

Sylvanas: Undead don’t sleep. But they can pass out of intoxication, so Syvanas can be found laying like a limp noodle smelling of wine from time to time.

Lor'themar: He goes to sleep to late and gets up so early that in fact sleep is just an excuse to change his dress.  But guess who has his bed stuffed with plushies? Yea.

Gallywix: That kind of a person ho works so late into night that in the morning his secretary finds him sleeping with his head in the paperwork.

Ji: The anxious sleeper who is the most comfortable with sleepovers. However he is a special snowake, because the monster under his bed is his seepover buddy.

Taedal: The devil never sleeps! But he occasionally lets himself rest in presence of whatever is laid he got.

If they had to take care of a group of small children for a day.

For a lovable anon. Let’s say they racial leaders decided to help out the local orphanage and are for one day taking care of children groupof mixed races, aproximate age: 5 years.

Varian: Panicked. Kids refused to obey or be silent and wanted to play with real sharp swords. He manageed to put them in garden to play with a ball and calledAnduin as a backup. It ended up as a story-telling session and Varian was glad the day was over.

The Council of Three Hammers: The children loved Falstad’s gryphons and they get way too many rides on them. Moira, already a mother, is great at taking care of them and shooshing them when they get hurt (happens here and there). Muradin hadn’t noticed there were any children.

Tyrande: This actually turned out to be more a school than a child-care. The children returned with weird questions, the most intriguing being “Where do I get a glaive and demon blood?”

Mekkatorque: He is actually great with children. However, he can’t give piggy-back rides, no matter how much he wants to. All kids are bigger than him. On the other hand, the toys were well welcomed.

Velen: He would call the day a complete sucess if only he hadn’t been called “Grandpa” all the time. He wouldn’t mind the kids calling him that, but the rest of the Draenei keeps calling him that even today.

Genn: He might and might not had forgotten the kids are young. It was a workout day and a military training in once. Okay, maybe it was more like a scout field trip, but still it was pretty hard on the children.

Aysa: She gave up teaching them calligraphy when she realized that painting will keep them quiet for a while. She keeps all the pictures the kids gave her on a wall. All 39 of them.

Thrall: He befriended the children with Durak and then did his best to teach them about nature. When Agrra came in, he was buried under pile of swarming pack of ferocious wolves. Or children, that depends. It was a good day for everybody.

Vol'jin: He was sarcastic thorough the day and to every question he gave an honest answer. the kids are now fluent in Zandali swearwords, have basic knowledge of voodoo, know how to wrestle a tiger and cook him in twenty different ways. The matron is slightly confused why the kids keep saying “I’m four, I should have a knife for two years already. I made this one, you can’t take it from me.” They want to see Vol’jin again, although the experience has to be, according to what they keep excitedly telling about it, terrifying.

Baine: He actually spent the whole day carrying the children around Mulgore on is horns. That’s it. That’s all.

Sylvanas: She wasn’t really happy about taking care of children and she wasn’t really good at it either. The kids were scared, they cried, Sylvanas yelled. She suggested playing Hiden’n’Seek and lost the kids all over the Undercity. Children at least had some fun hidding away from Sylvanas’ elite team of Dark Rangers looking for them. Sylvanas, however, still thinks she won the game, because she managed to all the children back and alive.

Lor'themar: Kids went literally everywhere. They were noisy, crying, yelling, laughing, playing with priceless tomes and artifacts. They nearly put the rest of Silvermoon in ruins when they found magic properties. Lor’themar’s summary of the day was: “Not different from what I usually do, except they were actual kids.”

Gallywix: He didn’t care about the children at all, because he was told he can’t use them for labour neither sell them to slavery. The kids were playing in his palace and with the mooks standing around. It included a lot of happy singing (and grunting) and swimming in a pool.

Ji: The kids decided to play a war. He joined. He was pretending to be Deathwing and kids were brave heroes saving the Azeroth. Then they went for a meal and a log afternoon nap.